Coming down out of the freezing sky
with its depths of light,
like an angel, or a Buddha with wings,
it was beautiful, and accurate,
striking the snow and whatever was there
with a force that left the imprint
of the tips of its wings — five feet apart —
and the grabbing thrust of its feet,
and the indentation of what had been running
through the white valleys of the snow —
and then it rose, gracefully,
and flew back to the frozen marshes
to lurk there, like a little lighthouse,
in the blue shadows —
so I thought:
maybe death isn’t darkness, after all,
but so much light wrapping itself around us —
as soft as feathers —
that we are instantly weary of looking, and looking,
and shut our eyes, not without amazement,
and let ourselves be carried,
as through the translucence of mica,
to the river that is without the least dapple or shadow,
that is nothing but light — scalding, aortal light —
in which we are washed and washed
out of our bones.
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Tuesday, 18 October 2016
Snowflakes Promise....New Challenge
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I get my gesso from the local scrapbook store (in Illinois).
ReplyDeleteYou should be able to get it online from Joanns, Michaels,
Simonsays, HobbyLobby (all stores in the US - I guess they
ship overseas an assumption on my part that you are overseas).
I take classes at the local scrapbook store and get aggravated when some of the things that are used in the class are not available for purchase when the class is over - you can order them and we'll call you when they come in. I don't want to wait - I want them NOW.
the card is beautiful.
Last year there was a 30 or 31 days (not sure how many days are in December) Christmas hop like this one. Don't know if they'll have it again. It was fun too.